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[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]For as long as I can remember I’ve had a dream I never told anyone about. I have no idea where it came from, but somewhere along the way I created the daydream that before our big family wedding, my husband-to-be and I would elope to England. I’ve always known I would want the traditional family affair, and never envisioned that as a destination wedding. First, those weren’t really a thing growing up. Then, even as they became more popular,

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Unlike most style accounts on Instagram, my posts are never links to buy what I’m wearing. Why? Honestly I don’t buy clothes very often! Most of what I’m wearing isn’t new, available for purchase this week. That’s primarily due to busyness. And when I have downtime, shopping makes me tired more often than excited. And yes, I’m a professional style expert who believes in the incomparable power of what we wear! In 2018 I said I wasn’t going to shop

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]“Football is a game of inches, menswear is a game of centimeters” You may be aware I am an utterly unabashed fan of college football. And as a stylist, of course adore a well-dressed man. Inches, centimeters, meanwhile my other love of womenswear has more breathing room, less rules. We can get away with an overly large blouse, put tights under a slightly short skirt, belt a dress that’s a little too big. Nonetheless, details still remain a powerful element

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]I’ve always been a private person. Around 8-years-old I recall being horrified hearing my sister tell my mom who she had a crush on. In my last career of musical theatre I was on stage, under the spotlight. Yet in character, performing, not sharing my personal life. Seven years ago when I started a side business as a personal stylist I had no vision of growing a large following. Too rational that I had missed the wave of big-time bloggers

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] I swooned immediately. They’re my favorite color. Peacock blue! But multiple sizes too big. As love does, I was blinded. After confirming they didn’t have more in the store, in any store, or online, I kept them anyway. [/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_single_image image="859" img_size="full"][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_single_image image="860" img_size="full"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] I took them to my trust tailor who doesn’t speak much English but communicated enough to say, “These are too big. Take them back and get another size.” He didn’t understand. They were my faaavorite

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] It can feel insecure. As though you’re trying hard to be noticed, seen, found attractive. It can feel aggressive. As though you want to pull focus, be bold. Yet at the root, I know logically that it’s simply about embracing and enjoying our beauty. So today I invite you to rethink your definition of what it means to dress sexy. [/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_single_image image="850" img_size="full" alignment="center"][/vc_column][vc_column width="1/2"][vc_single_image image="851" img_size="full" alignment="center"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image="855" img_size="full" alignment="center"][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] This outfit makes me feel sexy for

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Years ago I would never have worn this outfit, one that doesn’t show off my shape. The top is wide, the skirt full, there’s no waist. It adds volume instead of flattering any of the feminine curves we find flattering when defined. And most of the time that’s still what I enjoy, how I dress, the outfits I put together. Yet my experiences as a stylist have lead to unexpected emotional healing and freedom. I have so much more peace and

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]A few years ago I never would have worn this piece. I wanted everything to be fitted. Not tight all-over, but without realizing it, I had told myself that I needed to prove that I was thin, that if I wore clothes too blousy, baggy or big I would look heavier. [Backstory, I was 20 pounds heavier at one point which at 5’4” and at the time a professional dancer going to work-aka-auditions in a leotard, was a tough season.]

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]I have a new every-dress. I found her while shopping in London and after weeks of traveling realized her versatility. Step one: Keep it neutral. Black, navy or any jewel tone, camel — stick with a solid color to give it maximum versatility. [You’re much more likely to get tired of or self-conscious frequently re-wearing a print.] Step two: Seek an unbelted flattering shape. I love a belt. I belt everything. I find it so flattering. Often when I put

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Traveling throughout Europe for a few months I became aware that certain cities have a style aesthetic. Of course there are tourists, but if you pay attention you can spot the locals and start to see a trend. In Paris the style is drapey, slouchy. It’s fashionable, they’re not drowning in their pieces, there’s a cool cut or hem or fabric happening. But everything nonchalantly says “Oh this? I just threw this on”. I’ve heard this from multiple Parisian friends